25.11.05

BATENDO EM CACHORRO MORTO

Imagine em camera-lenta voce passando distraido por um bar cheio, alguem que acabou de te tirar o folego esbarra braco no braco contigo. Com aquele toque quente de outra pele na sua, voce nao consegue evitar de dar-se conta de que faz cinco meses que nao ha beijos, nem toque, nem sussurros nem nada...

Por um breve instante da vontade de largar tudo.

Mais breve do que voce imaginava...

The Collector by Peter McArdle

Getaway (Texas)

Just stop, you know you cant deny
just stop, you know there's no reply
I've heard it all don't say that
just stop and tell me its good bye
don't you understand, what I'm saying
we never gave ourselves the chance

you know I've got to get away
run, leave you behind
the world goes slowly
so sad to leave this time
the ring you were holding
has hit the floor
and I cant live, in this house with you no more

this time I know you'll hesitate
deep down you hope its not too late
you said it all except goodbye
I think its time that you should try
don't you understand
what I'm saying
we never gave ourselves the chance

you know I've got to get away
run, leave you behind
the world goes slowly
so sad to leave this time
the ring you were holding
has hit the floor
and I cant live in this house with you no more

because I know
I still loved you
and I cant stay another day

***


3 comentários:

  1. Gaaaaaah!

    Gatón, se te ajuda, posso hipotecar o meu cafofinho e me mando aí para Londra. Vc vai ver que de pele quente, sussurro e beijinho a sua vida vai ficar cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeia.

    ;)

    (sacanagem, né...)

    I'm saying ALL my prayers for you - in my very own private and personal religion.
    esses teasers assim, ouch, são f*da.

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  2. Se precisares de alguém para te esbarrar, de leve, é só chamar...

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  3. A gente sabe bem como é amor, a gente sabe beeeeeeeeeeeemmm.bjos

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